I like that word “demonstrable.” It often makes me think of monsters, perhaps naughty monsters up to no good. If you look at the word it actually begins with “demons” and ends with “rable,” so such imaginings make a certain amount of sense.
Of course the word means nothing of the sort. It actually means, “clearly apparent or capable of being demonstrated, evident.” It can also mean to display physical affection as in, demonstrable hugs.
It’s a beautiful word in terms of faith, because as Christians we are called to have a faith that is, “clearly apparent or capable of being demonstrated, evident.” Can it be seen and felt? Now of course we’re all different and none of us are ever perfect, so there is a great deal of variation in how people demonstrate their faith. It really is a tangible thing however, it comes across loud and clear, it can be seen and felt. Even when not a word is spoken, there is just an evident spark.
Sometimes on the internet I see it too, and it is just like finding and cracking open a cold soda on a hot day. That sigh and promise of bubbly efflorescence is just unmistakable. I’m going to use the word “efflorescence” instead of “effervescence” because it actually means to “flower out.” Developing, unfolding, and blossoming. Or in chemistry, efflorescence is the migration of a salt to the surface.
Some people are not bubbly, but they clearly are a migration of salt to the surface.
Perhaps I have developed the eyes to see it, the eyes to never take it for granted, because I have often found myself surrounded on all sides by not just non-believers, but by people outright hostile to faith. Outright hostility can be felt, too. It has a substance. Walking on eggshells sometimes, I’m telling you.
A few times in secular-ville, I’ve found myself surrounded by 50 or so people and not a Christian in the bunch. It’s an incredibly painful thing, like the loneliness of being in a crowd, the loneliness of being surrounded by people, but looking about and realizing you are completely alone in the world. Separate, set apart, alone. Long ago someone wonderful dropped the revelation on me that to be “set apart,” actually means to be Holy. It changed everything in an instant, you just go from perceiving yourself as an outcast, an outlier and a reject, to being set apart. Chosen.
A bit funny, I think I spent all my teen years and most of my 20’s lamenting, “Lord I feel so disconnected, so separated, so set apart.” If I were the Lord, I would just be rolling my eyes, like how many times is this woman going to read Deuteronomy 14:2 and still not get it, “You have been set apart as holy to the Lord your God, and he has chosen you from all the nations of the earth to be his own special treasure.” Or Hebrews 10:10, “We have been set apart as holy because Jesus Christ did what God wanted him to do by sacrificing his body once and for all.”
We don’t always get that in the Western world because for us, for a long time, to be a Christian was also actually to avail oneself of status, privilege, protection, within a dominant social group. Sometimes we can be a bit like fish, unaware the water is wet.
The Lord has never rolled His eyes at me, not once, He is infinitely patient, but I look back on that experience and I have to laugh, it was just like praying, Lord make me less Holy, Lord, please unsanctify me. Somebody else wonderful once told me, “the Lord is in the saint making business.” I of course had been protesting, “I am not a saint.” Don’t ask too much of me, don’t expect too much, because sainthood is just not my thing, sorry.
I have a whole lot of Somebody Wonderfuls who dropped a good word on me at just the right time. Sometimes I like to ponder the mystery of it all, that perfect timing, the way you often get just what you need at just the right time. Those carefully orchestrated moments where you just go, Oh! Well duh. That never even occurred to me. There’s often a symphony going on within the Body of Christ that sometimes we aren’t always aware of. You have to trust in the Lord, close your eyes, and just feel the music. Listen for it.
Non believers like to use the word “falsifiable” a lot. It means, “to make false or incorrect, especially so as to deceive.” Or, “A statement, hypothesis, or theory has falsifiability if one can conceive an empirical observation or experiment which could refute it, that is, show it to be false.”
And people call me crazy! Sheesh. Who runs about trying to prove the good things in life are falsifiable? The word you actually want is “demonstrable.” Clearly apparent or capable of being demonstrated, evident. Or in simpler terms, physical affection as in, demonstrable hugs.
Demonstrable, the efflorescence of a salt migrating to the surface.